surnamed Wang

Chapter 604 Companion
The spiritual door has been opened, so there is no need to ask too much. A monk is already fighting for his life. If he can't make a plan in advance and wait for others to teach him how to do it, he is destined to not live long.

Eighty monks filed into the crack, and Yang Dingchun quickly walked to her companion. The other party was not handsome, but he faintly carried the aura of a high-ranking person. Facing how many dangerous cracks were hidden, his demeanor was always calm. , the most eye-catching thing is his cultivation base, he reached the god stage at the age of more than 200, even if he is placed in Tianjiao, he is still top-notch.

Yang Dingchun, who had always been domineering, followed him, and turned into a shy little lady. From the corner of her eyes, she peeked at the other side's face from time to time, as if she was about to bloom.

Ziying's face twitched, and he looked around, just in time to meet his master's eyes, he smiled at him with the corner of his mouth up, and then stepped into the crack.

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The world behind the spirit gate is just like the rumors, it seems to be no different from the outside, but something is wrong everywhere.

Eighty monks from the Yangcang Realm landed beside a lake. The sky was bright and clear, and there was not a single cloud in the sky. The entire lake surface was reflected in azure blue, and there were no ripples when the breeze passed by. It was always like a flawless gemstone.

A curious person scooped up a handful of lake water, and it was as cold as the wind in this world. It was viscous and flowed slowly. It took a long time for it to drip from the fingers. Couldn't recover.

According to past experience, the more people get together, the easier it is to attract the attention of the beasts, so the first thing they do when they land is to find acquaintances to form a team.

The monks left in twos and threes, and there were fewer and fewer people present. In the end, there were less than ten people left, and Ziying was among them.

At this time, he saw an acquaintance in the crowd, that person should be called Liu Jie, who was in the same class as himself, and the two had a very good relationship when they first entered the sect, but they became distant for some reason.

Liu Jie had already found his teammate, and was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of Ziying out of the corner of his eye, stopped and said a few words to his teammate, and then walked this way.

"Friend Ziying, you haven't found a companion yet?"

The latter shook his head. He originally planned to go alone. The reason why he waited until now was just to find a route with few people. It is safest to find a safe place to hide for seven or eight days, and finally return to the original place. There is a way.

Knowing that he had always been withdrawn, Liu Jie took the initiative to invite him:

"If you don't dislike it, let's form a team with us, and multiple people can take care of multiple copies."

Ziying turned her head and saw that the other party's companion was standing there watching, then smiled and said:
"Forget it, I'll do it by myself."

"You're welcome, Wang Xian's friend is very talkative."

Ziying smiled helplessly, and followed him to his companion.

……

The fewer the number of people in the Holy Spirit's team, the better, and the danger will be doubled for each additional person.

The monk named Wang Zhen did not express any dissatisfaction with Liu Jie's temporary pull. In order to dispel his worries, Ziying specially introduced herself, which was regarded as a reward for Liu Jie's kindness.

When Wang Zhen learned that he was that flirtatious wanderer, he couldn't help showing a strange expression on his face, but at any rate, the other party was a disciple of the third master, and how licentious he was in private had nothing to do with him, as long as he had real skills.

After the three discussed it, they headed west all the way, planning to cross the lake below.

According to Wang Zhen, they are going to a secret place, where there is a rare treasure spirit grass, which he obtained at a great price.

Dangers and opportunities coexist in the Holy Spirit Realm. If you can get one or two treasures, it will be worth a narrow escape. The bullfighting sword they saw today was obtained by the first emperor Yang from this realm.

The existence of the bullfighting sword is very special. It is not so much a unparalleled sharp weapon, but more like a key to this place. No matter how high or low the generations of emperors are, without the bullfighting sword, they can still cut through the pile of chains at the door.

The three of them traveled for several days, and when they were tired, they used spirit stones to keep them together. They did not reach the other end of the lake until the evening of the third day.

Liu Jie stopped, looked at the setting sun in the west and said:
"The night here is much more dangerous than the daytime. Let's rest for a night and start tomorrow morning. If everything goes well, we can go back early."

Turning around after speaking, Ziying was standing there, staring at the starry sky with ecstatic eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Ziying, what's wrong?"

"I feel like I've seen this scene before."

Wang Zhen spoke up and said:

"Don't look at it, that starry sky is fake. There was a resident soul cultivator who went to see it thousands of years ago, but he bumped his head into the barrier. If his head wasn't hard enough, he might have died on the spot.

These so-called stars are just dots of light on the enchantment. It is rumored that in ancient times, there was a holy spirit who created the world. First, the world was created and all things were created, and then there were ancient gods. No matter how you look at this holy spirit world, it is a half-finished product, and no world has been created yet. However, the Holy Spirit has no time to create other stars. "

Ziying came back to her senses when she heard the words, and said doubtfully:
"I often hear people mention ancient gods. Where are they, and why did they disappear from history?"

Wang Zhen took out some firewood from the storage bag and put it on the ground, and said while trying to light it:
"There are different opinions about the disappearance of the ancient gods. At present, the most likely thing is that they offended the Holy Spirit. At the beginning of the creation of the world, the Holy Spirit created the ancient gods according to themselves and taught them how to cultivate.

But the gods are too greedy, they not only hunt and kill sentient beings based on their own advantages, but even continue to launch wars for power and resources. In ancient times, everyone could practice, and there were countless holy and powerful people.

Later, some people even intended to replace the Holy Spirit who created them, and as a result, the other party punished them, or obliterated or imprisoned them, and the ancient gods died out. "

After Wang Zhen finished speaking, he continued to lower his head to light the firewood, but there was no sign of it burning for a long time, and finally shook his head and muttered:
"Or not."

On the side, Liu Jie was also aroused and asked:
"Since this is the case, why did the Holy Spirit re-create the human race, and even keep their greed."

Wang Zhen took the trouble to continue explaining:

"Greed is desire. When people have desire, they will climb all the way to pursue a higher realm. Greed is not sinful, and the sin lies in those who use it. As for why they created the human race..."

When he said this, he lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, a trace of vicissitudes flashed in his eyes and said:

"Perhaps God is also lonely."

……

In the starry sky, Yang Huang and the head of the Cangjie Sect were still waiting outside the spiritual gate. The two sat cross-legged, with a chessboard in the middle.

The old man in white dropped a sunspot and said lightly:
"If this old man wins this game, how about giving me the No.1 position in the Yangcang world?"

"Why, you failed once a thousand years ago, why don't you give up?"

"After all, I am not convinced. If the treasure is in our hands, maybe..."

"Don't lie to yourself, you and I both know that the rules of heaven and earth have changed tens of thousands of years ago, without the approval of the person behind the spiritual gate, what's the use of cultivating for tens of thousands of years?"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he slowly dropped a piece, and a small piece of sunspots on the chessboard suddenly turned into a dead chess piece.

As the suzerain, the old man was disrespectful, so he took the chessboard back with a wave of his hand, "I don't want to play anymore, it's boring."

The middle-aged man shook his head, retracted his right hand that was hanging in the air, held the white stone tightly, and looked in the direction of the crack.

……

The three of Ziying recuperated overnight and set off again the next day.

According to Wang Zhen, it only takes half a day to get to the place where the celestial herb and spirit treasure are hidden. Liu Jie was refreshed when he heard the words, but Ziying still didn't respond.

Continue to the west for two hours, two figures appeared far away, Ziying slowed down and fell at the end of the line, Wang Zhen glanced at him vaguely, and said in a low voice:
"I didn't expect someone to arrive here first, I hope I don't hurt my peace later."

Liu Jie showed worry. Everyone has lived for hundreds of years. It is not uncommon for treasures to be stolen and murdered. As long as the benefits are large enough, even Taoist couples will turn against each other.

When they got closer, the two figures gradually became familiar, and they were actually Yang Dingchun and her companion in the transformation stage.

The two were standing in front of a rock wall, with dark green vines all over the rock wall, and a huge dark red flower in the center, with five petals in a closed state, and a gap was revealed as the petals opened and closed regularly, resembling the breathe.

The two turned their heads when they heard the sound, and Wang Zhen obviously recognized each other, and quietly stepped forward to cup his fists and said:
"I've seen Gu Xianyou, I've seen Young Master Yang."

It's not because his bones are cheap, the plant in front of him likes to eat the flesh and blood of living people, and it is currently dormant, if it is accidentally woken up, everyone will suffer accordingly.

The man surnamed Gu gave a soft "um", his eyes swept over Liu Jie and Ziying behind him, and then he turned his head to continue to observe the strange flower.

Liu Jie also planned to go up to say hello. Although he was talented, he was still far behind the two people opposite him. As soon as he took a step, Ziying grabbed him, said "go", turned and left decisively.

Wang Zhen, who was still looking at the flowers in front of him, showed surprise on his face, and then a sternness flashed in his eyes. The cultivator surnamed Gu Huashen reacted faster, and he stood in front of the young man with a flash, and said calmly:
"It's all here, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"Everything has a first-come-first-come-first-served basis. This place was discovered by Xianyou first, and I am willing to quit."

"Besides the Lingmen just now, it must be that you have murderous intentions towards Gu."

"You Xianyou are joking, you and I have never met each other, so how could you say so?"

There was a sincere smile on Ziying's face, but her right hand hidden behind her was ready to go. Liu Jie also sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he stepped forward and said:

"Gu Xianyou, Ziying has always been a modest person, there must be some misunderstanding."

"That is to say, everyone is from the same sect, so don't hurt your temper, why don't you sit down and speak clearly."

Wang Zhen also stood up from the back to fight with the mud, but was silenced by the stare of the cultivator at the stage of transformation, and did not dare to take another half step forward.

……

The monk surnamed Gu is Gu Zhulu, a rare genius monk in the Yangcang world, he reached Yuanying at the age of more than [-], and broke through to become a god in less than [-] years. Although he also came from the Cangjie sect, he left the sect to join the imperial court a hundred years ago , and now serves as the commander of the royal guard.

Here he has the highest level of cultivation, and he doesn't need to give others face. He said coldly to Wang Zhen, who was about to retreat:
"This seat is here, what do you have to be afraid of, the Royal Guards don't accept cowards who are timid."

Hearing this, Wang Zhen hesitated for a moment, and finally came up to stand with Gu Zhulu.

If Liu Jie still doesn't understand what's going on, he will have lived in vain for nearly 200 years. He frowned and looked at Wang Zhen, wondering which one is more disappointed or angry.

The other party still had some conscience, so he said timidly to Gu Zhulu:
"Commander Gu, since there is one more sacrifice, can Liu Jie be spared?"

"Are you not afraid that he will turn around and tell the truth?"

"No, I have a technique that can erase part of his memory."

"No need." Liu Jie interrupted coldly, "I am going forward and retreating with Immortal Friend Ziying."

"It couldn't be better, I didn't intend to let you go." Gu Zhulu stepped forward, setting off a sonic boom out of thin air, Ziying pushed Liu Jie away, and at the same time, there were two extra swords on his waist, without hesitation He drew his sword and swung it out.

There was a flash of cold light on the sword body, and two vertical and horizontal sword qi surged out, one red and one white. Gu Zhulu didn't pay attention to it from the beginning to the end. When he tore his hands in front of him, the sword qi shattered immediately.

"Bai Yujing's swordsmanship, who are you?"

Gu Zhulu has participated in several battles outside the territory, and he can see through the opponent's moves at a glance. Wang Zhen, as a competent dog leg, also echoed sharply:

"This person must have been taken away by the monks of the Three Immortal Realms. According to the laws of the Yangcang Realm, he should be rectified on the spot."

It was clear that he wanted to be a whore and set up a memorial archway at the same time. Liu Jie frowned, and rushed towards the shouting Wang Zhen.

……

There was a fight in mid-air, and the woman below showed hesitation, and she still had no intention of stepping forward to help.

For some reason, she couldn't take her eyes away from Ziying. Even though this guy is usually disgusting, she is not guilty of death. Even after seeing him fall into a disadvantage, her heart also tugged.

Ziying didn't know where he had the courage to fight against the enemy at the stage of transforming gods. It seemed that it was a kind of natural self-confidence, but self-confidence alone is not enough in fighting. One move and you are defeated.

Gu Zhulu didn't expect a Nascent Soul cultivator to be so difficult to deal with, but Nascent Soul is Nascent Soul after all, and no amount of fancy supernatural powers can make up for the difference in realm. The monk leaned forward and slapped his chest with a palm.

At the very moment, there was a buzzing sound, and Gu Zhulu was subconsciously startled, and quickly withdrew his hands and flew back until he retreated a hundred feet away again.

A bright red beetle appeared in front of Ziying, and looked at the face-faced man in front of him with two sesame-sized eyes, as if he was a little puzzled. After a while, he seemed to confirm the identity of the man, and drew a horoscope in the air.

Ziying looked at the bugs that came out of nowhere, feeling strange in her heart, but she felt a sense of intimacy deep in her soul.

He looked down at the two weapons in his hands. He had never seen the red sword before, but he was very familiar with the spirit quenching sword that appeared and disappeared from time to time. Moreover, he had never used a sword before, but now he had it at his fingertips, as if he knew how to do it in the first place. .

At this moment, he knew what happened to him, combined with the various abnormal behaviors after returning to the sect, it seemed that he had indeed been taken away.

When he doubted himself, Gu Zhulu waved his right hand, holding a spear in his palm, and at the same time, the clothes all over his body glowed with flames, and a set of golden armor with mountain patterns appeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Ziying's eyes widened. Only now did he understand the master's good intentions. The Xuansu gun that he lost was the magical weapon that the imperial guards should have.

Master's move not only helped pave the way for himself, but also created the conditions for him to get close to Yang Dingchun. Unfortunately, he still failed to live up to this expectation after all.

Ziying felt endless remorse in her heart, and was thinking about whether to die under the gun of the opponent so as not to embarrass her master, when a childish and familiar voice suddenly sounded from the sky:

"Dog thief, don't hurt my master!"

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(End of this chapter)